Lyrics Gucci Mane – Cash Shit

My ex girl kick me out
I still pass brigs out
So six I got my middle finger up
Screaming fuck a hater
I put my money on the motherfucker askeley
And I’m up like a motherfucking elevator
Sixtyies on my charges, she ain’t luck and sky screaper
High hater wave at you have a plug pie
I’m a fly in air nigga since the jules in high
You a lot saying simmy in some lane vibe
Got the numi line jaze and I’m too line
Scope it down in this motherfucker
I’m a wish motherfucker, I won’t will chuker
I won’t do none chups now in forty pound
I’m in the lumy, stone stuck in autograph
Scope up, I’l talking cash shit, I’m talking cash shit
They saying I’m feeling myself
I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling myself bitch
Vash shit, talking cash shit
They say y’m feeling myself, feeling myself
Feeling myself, feeling my self, feeling myself
I’m a mean now, I’m a mean now
And I’m a mean it now
Say I’m a mean it now, goup up, I’m a being nigga, being my friends
Yeah I’m made it with my friends
I’m a mean it my trane

Me and dollar make it nigga Gucci will going in
Me and dollar have cut, me and dollar gran
I walk in you can handel with
Blowing money and I wish
Screaming fuck a friend
Fall and crim and still skin
You won’t like Gucc, fuck your oppinion
A bad bitch is let you rain, play piscute
A forfill low, all day you niggas turning inches
I stick and make it all today, I will wish it
Plug cat pull up she superstitios
I’m talking cash shit, talking cash shit
They say I’m felling myself, feeling myself, I’m feeling myself bitch
Cash shit, talking cash shit
They say I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling myself, I’m feeling myself
I’m a made it now now
I’m a made it now, I’m a made it now
Say I’m a made it now, grow up